Perverts 'R' Us

Little White Slave Girls - Part 13

By Old Boy and Tinus ( M/Fg+, con, pedo, inc )

Not long after our move to the Caribbean I got a phone call from my friends at the FBI They had a problem they thought I might help them with and they wanted to come and meet with Greta and me at our home. This was quite unusual but of course we agreed to see them. They also brought along a member of the European Interpol with them.

We learned that in the course of their investigation of the Mafia gangs the FBI had uncovered other such gangs operating in Europe, with cells in Romania, Ukraine and Belarus. They were also involved in the sex trafficking of little girls. The FBI and Interpol wanted to run a sting operation. They wanted Greta and me to pose as a couple interested in 'adopting' pretty orphan girls from Eastern Europe.

Interpol had identified a Mafia operative in the Transylvania region of Romania who called himself Vlad, perhaps derived from the famous Vlad Dracula the Impaler. This Vlad trafficked in little girls as sex slaves, similar in his operations to Guido, the Mafia boss we had brought down in the U.S. An introduction had been arranged for us to meet Vlad. False papers should convince him that we were important buyers in the sex trade.

There were many impoverished people in the area. Many children were abandoned and wound up in poor orphanages. These kids were available for adoption to many legitimate couples who only wanted to raise the children as their own and provide decent homes for them. But in this climate there were many opportunities for evil men like Vlad who had other plans for the little girls.

Greta and I would persuade Vlad the Mafia boss that actually we were acting as go-betweens for wealthy men in the Americas who wanted to buy such girls for their own perverted pleasures. We were prepared to pay well for the girls. Once we had gathered evidence we should be able to bring down Vlad and other related gangs much as we had done with the Mafia gangs in the U.S.

So it was that after some discussion and planning we arranged for reliable nannies to look after our girls while Greta and I went to Europe to meet with Vlad and his people. Little did we know at the time that we would find and rescue other young girls who were sex slaves and bring them back to live with us too.

We just had one day with the girls before we would fly to Europe. It was the day after the crab incident with Brianna. We were playing a ball game on the beach with our girls, all naked of course. And while playing the girls thought it was fun touching my cock every time they were close to me and thereby making me run around with an erection bobbing up and down.

When Greta and I were tired of playing we sat down on a beach towel watching our girls play tag again. It wasn't just tag. No they played naughty tag. A tag was only legitimate when it was on an erotic spot. Like a tit, or a nipple if there wasn't any tit yet, and on a vagina of course. The girls had great fun with it.

Even Brianna played along. The girls giggled a lot when they tagged each other between the legs. I could even see a finger slip in sometimes when tagged. They let Brianna tag them easily when she was "it", because the little rascal liked being 'naughty' too. The girls loved feeling her little fingers tagging their tingling slits.

Then I noticed Vicky teasing Ingrid. Every time Vicky was "it" she went for Ingrid and 'tagged' her exposed clitoris making Ingrid jump. Ingrid didn't take that very long without retaliating and she grabbed Vicky playfully the next time she was "it".

Greta and I watched the girls doing a playful wrestle. Ingrid was a little stronger and she worked Vicky to the ground on a beach towel right in front of us and held her there. Vicky tried to get loose by kicking her legs in the air. Doing that, she spread them and gave me a great look at her gaping pussy.

Then Vicky managed to give Ingrid a headlock. As her bum was facing us I could see the muscles in her buttocks and thighs flex to hold Ingrid in place. Ingrid on the other hand took revenge by biting Vicky's pussy which was in reach. All playfully of course but it made Vicky buck and loosen her grip a little.

That gave Ingrid some slack and she turned about on Vicky so they were in a 69 position. I had a clear view of Vicky's pussy that was being licked by Ingrid's skilled little tongue now. I saw Vicky relax and she started to work on Ingrid's pussy too.

It was a joyful sight to see these two sisters giving each other so much pleasure. It wasn't long before they both were trembling in orgasm and lapping each other's juices. Suddenly the other sisters, Yvette and Alice, clapped their hands. I hadn't even noticed but they were watching too and now they clapped for the nice performance. Even Brianna who was watching too clapped her hands. She didn't really understand why her sisters clapped but she thought it was fun and joined them doing it.

After that we all sat together on the beach for awhile. The girls were a bit quiet and wanted to sit close to us, wanted us to hold them. They realized that we were leaving tomorrow for at least a week and they were sad about having to miss their new Daddy and Mommy.

After dinner it was time for the girls to prepare for bedtime. Brianna being the youngest was first to take her bath. The girls all went with her to help the toddler bathe. I was reading the paper when after awhile I heard a small voice pipe to me, "Daddy, Banna's 'gina itches."

I looked up to see my lovely little Brianna standing naked before me. She was all washed and shining and her hair was wet and clean.

"Why don't you scratch it then, darling?" I said.

"It itchy inside. You know you said the crab insjure my hymie. I think that itchie inside. Can Daddy scratch it for Banna?"

"Of course, little sweetheart. Just hop up on the couch and I will look at it."

"Ingrid said Daddy have a loshan that is nice and soft. Can Daddy rub that in Banna's hymie?"

I smiled and told her to wait while I went for the disinfecting lotion. Ingrid was right. It might be a good idea to disinfect Brianna's injured hymen and labia. I would certainly enjoy taking care of that.

When I came back with the lotion I was treated to a wonderful sight. Briana still lay on the couch with her legs spread wide and playing with her pussy. She fumbled a bit on it with her fingers not knowing exactly what to do but the sight was soo pretty.

I smiled again when I sat down between her spread legs. She pulled her hands back and waited for me to treat her. I lowered my head to get a good look at her itchy pussy. Indeed I saw that her pierced labia were a little infected. It was red and a little swollen. I took some disinfecting lotion and rubbed it over and around the small injury and Brianna twisted a little. The infected little labia hurt a little.

When I had rubbed her labia well I had to take care of her hymen. I opened up her little pussy slit with my fingers and indeed she was real flushed inside and her torn hymen also looked infected. I took some more disinfecting lotion on my finger and rubbed it just in the entrance of her vaginal opening. I had to push past her hymen to take care of the injury there and I told Brianna to brace herself.

When I took some more lotion and positioned my finger at the entrance of her pussy she held her breath. Carefully I pushed in slowly stretching her hymen, not wanting to tear it more than necessary. When I slipped in just past it Brianna sighed again. I looked at her flushed face and noticed she really liked being probed by my finger.

I could feel the hotness on my finger, partly because of her warm inside flesh and partly caused by the infection. I pumped in and out just a part of an inch of my finger just to rub the lotion into her infected hymen and I noticed Brianna sighing all the time. This little hottie was becoming used to being touched on her private places and was already enjoying it.

It wouldn't take long before she would be asking her Daddy to give her some real pleasure I thought. I wondered how old she had to be to be led into the world of lovemaking by her Daddy. Thinking all this I didn't realize I was still fingering her pussy until I felt her tremble. I looked at her and she had her eyes closed and she was all stiffened up.

She had a little girl's orgasm again and once again I noticed some pee spurting out her urethra. Having a little girl's cum made her lose control of her sphincter again. I carried Brianna to bed and tucked my little girl in, kissing her forehead as I said goodnight to her.

The next day Greta and I said goodbye to our girls. We boarded an airplane and after a long flight we landed in Bucharest. From there a smaller plane took us to a remote town in Transylvania. Our taxi driver pointed out the ruins of a castle on a nearby mountain top, telling us that this was where Vlad Dracula the Impaler had once lived, killing his many enemies in the most gruesome ways. Greta and I were hardly reassured to learn this.

We soon arrived at the orphanage where we expected to meet Vlad. He had been told that we were important buyers who could open up a whole new market for his sex slaves in the Americas after other Mafia operations there had been shut down by the authorities. We knew he would be interested in an entry into this profitable market.

Arriving at the seedy looking orphanage we were met by a well dressed man. He seemed leery of us at first but he invited us in and we sat in the parlor while he examined our papers. He made a couple of phone calls which were soon returned. After that he seemed to be satisfied with what he had learned about us.

"My apologies, Mr. and Mrs. Willems. I am sure you will understand that we must be careful when we meet new people interested in our business. My name is Vaclav. My boss Mr. Dracula is expecting us. Come, I will take you to him." A chill went up my spine when he said Dracula. It was a bit too much, a boss who called himself Vlad and whose henchmen called him Dracula.

Seeing the questioning look on my face Vaclav smiled. "You might be interested to know Mr. Willems, that Mr. Dracula is a direct descendant of the more famous Vlad Dracula."

Greta and I both laughed a bit nervously. "That is very interesting, Vaclav. We didn't realize that we would be meeting somebody with such an interesting ancestry. You Europeans have a lot of family history that most of us Americans lack."

Vaclav just smiled as he escorted us out to a waiting limousine. We drove to an impressive looking mansion. It seemed a bit out of place in this town of modest houses. We were met by a tall man dressed in an expensive-looking black suit. He had dark black hair and eyes that seemed to look right through us.

"Welcome to my home, Mr. and Mrs. Willems. I hope you had a pleasant flight to Romania and to our humble town. We don't have the luxuries of many cities in Europe but we do the best that we can. There is no suitable hotel in town so I hope that you will be my guests during your stay. My staff has prepared a comfortable suite of rooms for you. Perhaps you would like to freshen up after your long flight?"

Greta and I expressed our thanks and a servant escorted us to our suite. We were quite impressed with it as it had all the luxury of a five-star hotel suite. We should be quite comfortable here, but I knew that I would not dare use the phone to contact my superiors. The phone might be bugged. We freshened up and returned to our host, thanking him for the fine accommodations.

Our host Vlad exchanged some small talk with us. Then we got down to the real reason why we had come to Romania. I was very convincing as I explained that we wanted to 'adopt' some young girls but that they would be for 'the market'. Indeed we represented a major market in the Americas.

That seemed to cheer him up. "We have exactly what you're looking for I think. We let 'our market' come here sometimes to 'test' the 'merchandise' and I have some video tapes of that if you would care to see them." We just nodded and he went to a VCR machine.

"These two girls were tested just yesterday," he continued. "They are still here and for sale so if you're interested after seeing their vids we can talk business." With that he switched the VCR on and sat down with us.

The screen started with a little girl about 5 years old spread out on a table. Her arms and legs were tied and spread real wide and she was quite naked too. We looked at her flat chest which moved up and down quickly. The girl was frightened. Her bald vagina was clear to anyone's view too. I couldn't hide my arousal as my cock stirred in my pants.

I knew I must not forget the reason for our visit. We had to uncover this operation and rescue the girls. But there was nothing we could do now other than sit back and watch. There was some movement in the room on the tape. A masked man entered and approached the little girl.

Our host stopped the vid and told us, "This man has a fetish about ritually deflowering a young girl, the younger the better. We allowed him to do it to this 5-year-old girl but he wants someone even younger. We might be able to lay our hands on a 2-year-old for him the next time. We are a bit reluctant because a lot of our customers also want virgins. Still he pays well and so we let him do one from time to time. Then of course we make some money from selling the tapes too."

Starting the vid again it made us curious and disgusted at the same time. We saw the man run his big hands all over the little girl's body. He rubbed some lotion over her and her skin got real shiny. He rubbed her entire chest, paying a lot of attention to her little nipples but nothing happened there, no nipple erection.

Although shiny they stayed flat pink dime-size spots. He rubbed her belly then and pushed a finger into her bellybutton a couple of times. He rubbed her pussy mound next and made it real shiny. Rubbing her legs and feet really made him horny. You could tell by the huge tent in his pants. He must be a foot fetishist too because he paid a lot of attention to her feet and toes while his pants looked like his cock could burst out any minute.

After some more oiling the girl looked like she could slide right off the table if she hadn't been tied down. Then the man took something from a nearby table. It looked like an oil can with a cone-shaped nozzle. Not big at all but long and with a small tip going wider to where it was attached to a wide round bulb that was held in his hand.

He rubbed the tip over the little girl's pussy slit and the girl started to shiver and cry as if she suspected what would happen next. The man rubbed the pointy nozzle all over her slit and circled around her clitoris a bit. He also pushed it just a little ways into the orifice of her vagina a couple of times making the girl writhe, trying futilely to get away.

Then all of a sudden he pushed in with force ripping her hymen away with the widening nozzle. He laughed madly as the girl's body contracted and she cried out in pain. But it was already over, she was no longer a virgin. Blood was flowing out around the penetrating nozzle. Next the man squeezed the bulb in his hand.

Our host explained. "He squeezes highly salted water into her cunt. It acts as a disinfectant but it stings her torn vagina like hell!" Vlad seemed almost as excited as the man in the vid as he told us that. I felt sorry for the little girl and I knew that Greta did too. But we pretended to enjoy this.

The man in the vid laughed some more as the little girl screamed with pain. More liquid seeped out around the nozzle. Then he drew the nozzle out and rubbed her pussy lips with his fingers. He 'milked' them and there was some blood and fluid dripping from her labia. Finally he whipped her vagina with a towel and many blood stains appeared on the towel.

"That's the only way he can cum now and that's what he does it for. He gets off on hurting little girls as he destroys their virginity." our host explained when the vid ended. "I can see the two of you were interested. I can get you that girl for a nice price because she is no longer a virgin of course."

"You said you had another vid?" I said sounding interested.

"Yes but that is a bit of a hard one. I wouldn't want to offend your wife. We have a large black customer with a huge member who likes to break in young white girls between 6 and 9 years old. Yesterday we got him a beautiful 6-year-old, the youngest he had so far. He did her quite brutally but if you're up to it I can show you the vid."

"Thank you for being so considerate of my feelings, Vlad. But I think I'm up for anything that you might show us," Greta said smiling at the evil man. He smiled back at her and I could swear that I saw fangs with his teeth. Vlad put in the second tape and he turned on the VCR again.

The screen flickered and then we saw a huge naked black man holding a whining little white girl. She was gorgeous. Long blond curls, slender tanned shapeless body. Small round butt, long slim legs and the smoothest white pussy ever.

He was very rough with her and he was horny. His huge half-erected cock swung between his legs as he tossed the girl around. He slapped her body. He punched her in the chest and stomach making the girl double up. Then he tossed her on the bed and his cock rose a little farther.

I didn't know what I was seeing. His cock would make a horse jealous. I couldn't imagine that the little girl could get that stuffed inside her without being torn apart. If it were happening now I would have tried to rescue her but as it was a vid and had already happened yesterday I decided to stay quiet and watch what was about to happen on the vid.

The girl was really whining now but that only made the giant black man with the huge cock more horny. His cock was at full strength now and it was even larger than before.

He took his place between her legs which he forced open real wide and without using any lubrication he tried to force himself in. It wasn't going to happen of course because she was way too small for him and she hadn't been stimulated first to get her little vagina wet.

But he kept trying as the kid cried harder and harder. You could see that he was tensing his muscles real hard and all of a sudden you could hear a 'snap' as something broke. The big man burst forward a bit, crying out with delight. The poor girl screamed louder than I have ever heard.

He was through her barrier. How it was possible I don't know, but he pushed in further and further into her body. The girl must be ripped to pieces I thought, and indeed there was blood pouring out of her abused pussy. The man started to pound her little pussy really hard but then the vid was ended.

"It's best if I don't show you the conclusion," Vlad said. "It is quite violent as our customer got a bit out of control and messed up the girl good. While banging into her he punched her chest and face real hard. Her nipples are quite bruised and swollen and he even broke one of her ribs. Banging her hard he busted into her womb through her cervix and destroyed her insides."

"She lived through it but is quite wounded. She is in our hospital wing now. You can take her for a low price but you will have to let her heal before she is good for anything, if she ever will be. But if you don't want her I have some customers who like to waste such leftover flowers," he said with a wicked grin.

I cleared my throat and fought not to show my disgust for the man. "You understand, Vlad, that we are here primarily to set up higher volume purchases for our many clients throughout North and South America. While it was interesting watching the activities with these two girls we are not here to simply gather up your crumbs." I felt like he was testing me and thought it was best to respond this way.

Vlad threw back his head and roared with laughter. "Well said, Lucas. I can see that you are a good businessman, thinking of the profit to be made. I believe that this is the beginning of much profitable business between us. Still I know you were interested in these little girls. Please accept both of them as my gift to you and Greta, something to amuse yourselves with during your stay in our country."

"That is very kind of you, Vlad," Greta said, trying to hold back the tears in her eyes. Indeed the man could be generous to people like us who held the keys to even greater profits for him. Our host had dinner for us then featuring what else? - blood sausage of course. He ate with relish and Greta and I managed to eat the stuff too. I think maybe he was pushing the Dracula theme too far.

After dinner our host sent his man Vaclav to accompany us to the hospital wing of the orphanage where we met the two little girls who had been given to us as a gift. On the way Vaclav explained that his boss never left the mansion during daylight hours. Spooky I thought.

The little girls were sharing a hospital room with two beds in it. A nurse introduced us to Masha, the dark-haired 5-year-old whose hymen had been ripped open with a metal spout. She was drowsy, doped up with pain pills. The other girl looked much worse. Her name was Oksana and she was a gorgeous blond, or at least she used to be. Now she had bruises everywhere and she was semi-conscious.

Greta was able to speak to the girl's doctor. Fortunately he was a skilled surgeon and he had already operated on Oksana. We learned that her injuries were similar to those our Ingrid had suffered. Her inner sex organs had been ruined and so the doctor had sewn up her Fallopian tubes to prevent any pregnancy in the future. Her vagina had also required many stitches to close it up. It would take some time but the girl would recover.

We returned to Vlad's mansion and went to bed. It was spooky spending the night there, even if the accommodations were luxurious. Greta and I both heard a wolf howling at the moonlight. If we had any garlic with us we would have strung in around the windows. But of course that was silly, wasn't it? We made it through the night but neither of us slept very well.

The next day after some more negotiations with Vlad, Greta and I filled out requests to adopt Masha and Oksana intending to take them home with us once they were recovered enough to travel. We set up the purchase of a dozen girls from the orphanage that we personally picked out to be shipped to us in the Caribbean, supposedly to be resold to wealthy perverts. Then we left to return to Bucharest where we contacted our superiors.

Vlad was very surprised when he prepared the girls to be shipped to the Caribbean. Instead of our meeting him at night with the payment there were Interpol agents there to arrest him and his henchmen. Somehow the man managed to escape though. The agent guarding him said that he looked away for just a minute and when he looked back, Vlad was gone. The agent said that he did see a very large bat flying away though. Go figure.

With the evidence we had gathered Interpol was able to bust similar Mafia operations in Ukraine and Belarus too, putting an end to the sex trafficking in young girls at least for the present. We stayed another week in Romania until the adoption papers went through and our new girls had healed up enough to travel with us. Then we took them home. Neither of the girls spoke any English but they did understand that we had adopted them. They smiled at us all the way home.

To be continued

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